Mindy Schneider

Please read my full review here: http://realbooks4ever.tumblr.com/post/70646461837

Please read my full review here: http://realbooks4ever.tumblr.com/post/70646461837

Nothing profound, but not a bad way to spend a couple of evenings. I picked this up because, duh, it's summer, and while my brief camp experiences were somewhat different, this was a comforting read nonetheless. It's not really a factual memoir, but it feels factual, capturing the bad (lots) and the good (surprisingly prominent also) of summer camp at age 13.

This memoir about the author's experiences at an eight-week camp in the summer of 1974 is not one I would have read had I not won it in a contest, but it was a nice story. The author spends most of her time in the woods bemoaning her unpopularity and chasing boys, which is made more interesting with a thorough sprinkling of amusing anecdotes. While I don't expect this quick little read to appeal to anyone who was never a 13-year-old girl or a camper, it was a pleasant diversion.